C39 (1/2)

The few of them walked past the spiral building under Han Ziyan's lead, and the oil paintings hanging on the stairs immediately attracted everyone's attention. They were portraits of people, and some of them clearly had a sense of history, the higher they went, the more intense the feeling became, as if they had walked through a tunnel of time and space, as if they had instantly passed through the past. When they reached the end, they even saw a few portraits wearing qipao.

”This should have been more than a hundred years ago.” Lei Li sighed in Hao Qiang's ear. ”These should be the ancestors of the owner of this house.”

Hao Qiang shot a glance at Lei Li, his face full of scorn for not having seen him.

After leading them to a room, Han Ziyan pushed open the door. It was actually a large dressing room.

Han Ziyan turned to look at Hao Qiang and Lei Li.

”We're going to change clothes. Are you guys coming as well?”

”Ah …” Hao Qiang was stunned for a moment before he quickly shook his head.

”There is a staircase over there, go down by yourself.” Han Ziyan pointed to the other side.

The two awkwardly walked forward. Qi Mengxi and Ai Wenwen burst into laughter.

As the two of them turned a corner, they saw a staircase, and the sound of people passing by from below. The two looked at each other in confusion as they walked down the stairs. Surprisingly, they saw many familiar faces looking at them expectantly. The crowd looked away in disappointment. It was actually the members of the film crew of 'The Wealthy Class Astrology'.

”I thought it was the beauties coming down, but I didn't expect it to be you two old masters!” One of the assistant director, who was more familiar with the two of them, said loudly.

When did these people come? Hao Qiang and Lei Li were completely confused. Han Ziyan's ability to do things was too strong. Why hadn't she noticed this before?

The banquet was held in a purely European style, but the hall had already been redecorated. White flowers covered every inch of the hall, and pink balloons were appropriately decorated inside. The most exaggerated thing was the huge poster of Qi Mengxi hanging in the middle of the hall.

The hall was filled with all kinds of exquisite food, as well as servants dressed in formal attire. Their movements were so standard that the wine cup in their hands didn't sway in the slightest.

Hao Qiang took a glass of red wine from a passing waiter and started to move through the crowd. From time to time, he would carefully observe the crowd around him.

Facing such a lively scene, Hao Qiang's heart was instinctively vigilant.

All of a sudden, the lights in the hall dimmed, and a beam of pink light shone on the staircase. A few high-heeled shoes struck the floor, and a slender figure appeared at the corner of the stairs.

The exquisite makeup, charming eyes, and curvy figure instantly attracted everyone's attention.

That slender figure slowly walked down the stairs and onto the improvised stage as a smile that was not a smile appeared on his face.

”Thank you all for coming to Miss Qi Mengxi's birthday party today. I'm Han Ziyan, the host of this event, and I'm sure everyone here knows me, because I had the honor of being invited by Miss Qi Mengxi to be the makeup artist for this extraordinary play.”

”The reason why Miss Qi Mengxi invited everyone here this time is not only to celebrate her twenty-second birthday, but also to thank everyone for their support. This is not only a birthday party, it is also a thank-you party. ”Well then, let us invite the female lead of today, Miss Qi Mengxi!”

Hao Qiang looked at the people on the stage in shock. This was the first time he saw Han Ziyan like this, so it was quite refreshing.

Following the crowd's gaze, Hao Qiang soon saw Qi Mengxi, who was slowly walking down the stairs.